Neil Szuch is a writer who came to poetry the long way around. His days are organized by spreadsheets and deadlines, and his evenings by short lines written in the margins of ordinary life. He holds an MBA, which has proven useful for planning projects but less helpful for explaining why a small moment at the kitchen sink can feel larger than a full day. He is the author of the self-published chapbook Ripple. Much of his writing focuses on domestic spaces, seasonal change, and the brief observations that seem insignificant until they refuse to leave. He is especially interested in very short forms and the way a precise image can carry meaning without explanation. Alongside poetry, he is revising a debut novel drawn from family stories and local history. He lives in Michigan, where the seasons shape both his year and his writing, and spends an unreasonable amount of time rereading lines and adjusting words that were already fine.